The Story of How the Giant Gold Cat Became Bell Mountain

There once was a Giant Gold Cat that sat on it's hind-quarters all day in the middle of a dry lake. Camels arrived carrying wine and dates and the belly dancers who beckoned seductively; however, the Giant Gold Cat remained motionless. One paw raised, eyes like rice-tiny-slits-squinting in the blazing desert sun. The belly dancers stopped and clapped three times. The sun reversed its course for a moment and the ghost of Dick Dale appeared as a larger-than-life mirage-pirate playing "Miserlou" and "Let's go Trippin'" in the sky...when he finished he said,"Hup! Ho!..." and disapeared forever. The belly dancers stopped belly dancing and walked silently away in single file, their many veils shrouding their mystery. The last belly dancer in line turned around and saw that the Giant Gold Cat had turned to stone, an ediface that resembled a large bell. The belly dancer who looked back dropped her finger cymbals and instantly turned into a screaming cholla cactus.

And, that's the story of How the Giant Gold Cat Became Bell Mountain.